And Let the Dead Leaves Drop
Running into the storm
A herd of cattle is grazing peacefully on the plains of Oklahoma. The sky is darkening…
You are walking along a bright narrow path between tall grasses sprinkled with delicate wildflowers. It’s a warm day…
When I’m rushing through the airport, I am grateful when I see these empty moving walkways, that allow me to hop on and move…
Once upon a time, there was a young boy living in a tiny village.